In this, one character is human and the other is a supernatural creature. The human will know nothing about supernatural creatures, but when the creature is being hunted, it stumbles upon the human who offers to take them in. Will develop and there will probably be romance themes.
So this was a thing that I had made before but it just died, so I’m starting this again.
Rules:
- Rated R for gore/violence, profanity, and sexual situations (will be taken to
PM though).
- LGBTQ+ is allowed, and even preferred!
- No homophobic or racist slurs.
- No one liners, please.
Character Sheet
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Species:
Appearance:
Personality:
Talents:
Weaknesses:
Background/Other:
(Yeah, totally! Any preference to which part you want to play and what the gender/sexuality thing would be?)
(I'm fine with either. It's whatever you want.)
(Alright. I guess we could do a lesbian thing, then. And I have characters for either part, so it doesn’t matter much to me about who plays what.)
Name: Xira Kane
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Species: Ucyhr
Appearance: https://pin.it/nuf3botg5xxtvd
Personality: Can be sarcastic and outgoing, loves having fun and adventures. Gets excited easily. Cautious around people.
Talents: Dancing, singing.
Weaknesses: Bullies, she's very easily torn down. So, she mentally weak.
Background/Other: Don't have a background for her yet, so I'll let that develop. She loves animals!
Name: Ambrosia (Amber) Greyson.
Age: 20 years old.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian.
Species: Human.
Appearance: https://notebook-content-uploads.s3.amazonaws.com/content/uploads/original/2f5bd5fe-10d2-4db3-90db-10f2b53828e8.jpeg?1521403074 (thick/wavy/ white hair with black roots that reaches her shoulders, light honey colored eyes, very pale skin, tends to wear makeup often), various tattoos (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/9a/cd/77/9acd776e46b3d63be48cd91df3753db1.jpg), tends to wear acrylic nails at times, usually wears jean shorts or skinny jeans/t-shirt or a cut off hoodie/pair of sneakers, and a septum piercing (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fc/a1/b7/fca1b73435b5989f73f2b4e43d8e2c4e.jpg), around 5’8, slim with hourglass curves.
Personality: Mischievous, joking, sassy, loud, loyal, clingy, extroverted, vulgar, can be flirtatious, passionate.
Talents: Cheering others up, making others laugh, tenis, calling others out.
Weaknesses: Tends to offend people, doesn’t like to apologize, hates to admit when she’s wrong.
Background/Other: Developing…
(Ah, sorry! I could always make another one of these if you really wanted to do this.)
(Do you want to start or do you want me too?)
(I can start, I guess)
Amber was outside her surprisingly large home, a cigarette in between her fingers. She had picked up the habit young, using that to deal with the pain of family matters. Her long nails tapped against the hood of a car, whose bumper she was leaned up against. It was a quiet night, not much going up except for the occasional passing car.
The foot steps on the concrete was she heard as the they chased her down the streets. Adrenaline was pumping throughout her whole body, and she would love to enjoy this feeling if she didn't know they were going to capture and kill her, or worse experiment. "No, way am I going to let that happen." Taking a sharp left, her foot got caught in a hole. Her knee took most the damage, it wasn't too bad, just a scratch and it will most likely leave a bruise. That doesn't matter though, as long as she got away. Stumbling to stand, she was using the wall for support. Now that her knee was hurt, she would be a bit slower. Spotting a car in the distance. That will be a good place to rest for a bit. She made her way over and saw someone. Quietly she hid on the other side hoping the person wouldn't see her.
(Sorry its long.)
(That’s okay!)
Amber took a drag of her cigarette, eyes squinting in the darkness. She couldn’t see too well, as she was closer towards the end of the driveway, and most of the lights were up towards the house. She could have also sworn she heard something move nearby and frowned to herself, thinking that the neighbors stupid dog was out again. She began to make her way to the other side of the car, muttering to herself about how pissed she would be if she lost a nail when messing with the dog.
"Ow." Xira looked at the bottom of her feet, they were sore from all the running. She didn't exactly have time to grab shoes when she got out of that place. Still breathing heavily, she made she her voice was low, to make sure they didn't find her. Taking deep breaths she tried to calm herself and her breathing. As she was doing that the sound of footsteps were heard. Forgetting the pain in her feet she stood up to run.
Amber made it to the other side of the car when she saw a girl getting to her feet. “Hey!” she exclaimed, just to get the girls attention. This was not what she expected to see, a girl instead of some yapping Pomeranian mix. “What are you doing here?” She questioned.
She froze at the sound of the girls voice. Her knee throbbed, she knew she needed to get away. "Nothing." She took a few more steps, but with her feet and knee, it was almost impossible to move. "Is there a place I can stay for the night?" If she could get some where safe then she would be fine.
Amber’s lips pursed into a frown as she tapped her nails on the side of the car door. “Why do you need a place?” She asked. She lived alone in a big house, and there were a few extra bedrooms. But she had to make sure that this young woman wasn’t crazy or something.
"Ah well you see." Finally turning around she smiled. She knew she looked different than most people and it made her feel, uncomfortable. "You may not believe me but, there are some bad people after me." Xira tried to cover her knee, so the girl in front of her wouldn't notice.
“Uhuh…” Amber hummed slowly, nodding her head slowly. She looked the girl up and down, a brow arched slightly as her dark red tinted lips pursed. “Well, I guess you can just stay here. It’s a big place, I have spare bedroooms.”
"Thank you!" A smile spread across her face. "Over here!" A mans voice shouted. My knee, I wouldn't be able to out run them. "We should go inside, right now." The footsteps got closer and as they did her heart beat faster. She won't let them catch her. Xira didn't fully trust the girl in front of her, she'll do anything to get away from them.
“Yeah, right okay,” Amber said, hearing the male voice. She stepped over to the girl, wrapping an arm around her waist when she noticed her injured knee. “That is going to need some actual medical attention,” she said, beginning to walk to the front door.
"Again, thank you." Xira let the girl help her, even though she was sure about her yet. As the walked into the house Xira was in awe. This place was nice, and extremely clean. "I like your place."
“Thanks, but it’s not technically mine. Just one of my parents homes that they neglected to live in,” Amber hummed. She brought the girl into a spare bedroom on the first floor, motioning for her to sit on the bed. “Alright, do you have anyone I could call? Or should I call the hospital..?”
"Um, no." Was she joking? Of course Xira wouldn't have family or anyone. "No." She repeated and looked down. Xira doesn't even remember what her family looked like. "Sorry about this, I'll leave in the morning. I just need some rest."
“You sure? Because your knee looks pretty fucked up to me,” Amber commented, motioning to the girl’s knee with one finger. “At Least let me drive you to a doctors office or something in the morning. It looks like you might have torn a muscle.”
